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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

The Wild Ones- Teaser

All right, y'all! I truly cannot wait another second to start introducing you to Trick and Cami. They are my newest obsession! Well, mostly Trick;) I'm going to give you little bits and pieces of their story and this novel every Wednesday until it's ready for release. Maybe a little more often, as we know I completely and utterly lack self control. LOL

As many of you know, I have had hella big troubles trying to title this book, but I keep coming back to the word"wild" and I have to believe that's because it just feels incredibly right for the story. So, even though it's not a unique title, I'm going with THE WILD ONES and I'm making it my own for Trick and Cami. They deserve it!

Here is the first snippet from the very beginning of my newest work, The Wild Ones. I hope you enjoy it!!

The Wild Ones

Sipping my beer, I look around at the familiar scene.If the honky tonk music blaring from the speakers in the ceiling hadn’t been enough to scream COUNTRY BAR, the sea of cowboy hats would have been.I smile as I adjust the black one that sits atop my own head.I love being incognito.Even if, by chance, someone I know stumbles into the smoke-filled dive, they’d never believe it was me looking back from beneath the brim.

Something hits the back of my barstool­—hard—just as I put the glass to my lips.Ice cold beer pours down my chin and straight into my cleavage.I suck in a breath.

“’Scuse me,” a deep voice rumbles in my ear.Two hands grip my upper arms and pull me back, keeping me from tipping right out of my seat.I’m looking down at my soggy jeans and t-shirt when I feel the hands disappear.Half a second later, a face appears in my line of sight.“I’m so sorry.Are you okay?”

The most amazing eyes I’ve ever seen are staring back at me.They are pale greenish-gray, rimmed in sooty lashes and filled with concern.

A sharp jab to my shin makes me let out the breath I hadn’t been aware of holding.I see my best friend Jenna’s head poke out from behind the mystery face.I know she kicked me and I know she’s trying to get my attention, but I can’t look away from these eyes long enough to glare at her.

God, his eyes!I’ve never seen eyes that make me want to gasp and giggle and do a strip tease all at once.

But these do.

They flicker down, letting me go just long enough to collect my wits.I find very few of them.They are well and truly scattered.When he looks back up at me, his eyes are wrinkled at the corners.He’s smiling.And holy hell, what a smile it is!

“Does it make me a bad person for liking your shirt better this way?”

I glance down at myself.My dark pink bra is plainly visible through the now-wet paper thin material of my pale pink shirt.So are my very erect nipples.I blush, mortified.

Why, oh why did I wear a light pink t-shirt with a dark pink bra?

Because you can’t see your bra through it when it’s dry, dumb ass.

A thumb brushes my right cheek.“God, that’s sexy,” he whispers.Against my will, my eyes fly to his face.His smile has died to a lopsided grin that is devastation in its purest form.“I’ve never made a girl blush before.”

He laughs and my stomach flutters.It actually flutters.“Yep.That kind of trick.”He sobers and leans in close to me.“Cami, can I ask a favor?”

I’m breathless again.He’s so close I can count every hair in the stubble that dusts his tan cheeks.For just a second, his clean manly scent overrides the cigarette smoke and stale beer smell of the bar.

I lose my voice—again—so I nod.

“Pick ‘treat.’Please, for the love of God, pick ‘treat’.”

Like an idiot, I say nothing. I do nothing.I simply stare.Like a…a…well, like an idiot.

He makes a disappointed noise with his lips then starts shaking his head.“Too bad.Woulda made my night.” He straightens, takes a step back and smiles at me again.“Nice to meet you, Cami,” he says, and then he turns and melts into the crowd.

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The Skinny on Michelle

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author, M. Leighton, is a native of Ohio. She relocated to the warmer climates of the South, where she can be near the water all summer and miss the snow all winter. Possessed of an overactive imagination from early in her childhood, Michelle finally found an acceptable outlet for her fantastical visions: literary fiction. Having written over a dozen novels, these days Michelle enjoys letting her mind wander to more romantic settings with sexy Southern guys, much like the one she married and the ones you'll find in her latest books. When her thoughts aren't roaming in that direction, she'll be riding horses, swimming in ponds and experiencing life on a ranch, all without leaving the cozy comfort of her office.